Wind Poem by to those who wonder what life is about
Wind
to fly like the wind
that is free to come and go
as it pleases
taking few prisioners
from the trees that it passes through
as the wind passes through the trees
bending their branches
this way and that
while twisting their leaves
in circles as they fall to the ground
the top of the trees
sway with the rythm
of the wind that passes
through for a breif time
to let another wind come and go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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